General Martial Artist: I Am A Very Bad Person, Let's Start With The Teacher!

This Tian Boguang, since he has taken refuge in Zhao Min, naturally carries with him the unique secret medicine of Western Xia.

Of course, there is also his own development of Tian Boguang brand happy scatter.

Ren Yingying in the house was unaware at this time, and Tian Boguang secretly took out a short crossbow.

He placed the sorrowful breeze on top of the crossbow arrows, and in the inaudible sound of breaking the air, the crossbow arrows shot at Ren Yingying's bed tent.

If it were normal times, Ren Yingying, who was in the realm of a first-class martial artist, would definitely be able to discover this short crossbow.

But at this time, she was mentally empty and relaxed her vigilance, and she let this crossbow arrow shoot smoothly to her side.

The sad breeze generally needs to be used with the wind, but in the confined space, there is no wind at all.

Tian Boguang's move is to let the effect of the medicine spread as soon as possible.

As for the one-day joy dispersion, the drug has a limited time limit.

Tian Boguang usually grabs the woman first, and then takes her to a safe place to swallow the joy of dispersion.

When the matter is over, either the woman is taken captive to his hiding place, or he is killed with a sword.

Therefore, Tian Boguang is a person, and everyone shouts and beats on the rivers and lakes.

But most people in the rivers and lakes are difficult to compete with his martial arts.

This time, Tian Boguang was hiding on the roof, and he was already eyeing Ren Yingying.

Tian Boguang already had a plan in his heart, Ren Yingying was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, except for the little county lord Zhao Min.

So wait a while, I must spare her life.

Thinking of Zhao Min, this Tian Boguang swallowed his saliva, he has always coveted Zhao Min's beauty.

It's just that Zhao Min has the protection of the two elders of Xuan Ming by his side, plus there are three major generals, Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San.

Usually, it is difficult for Tian Boguang to get close to Zhao Min ten meters around, let alone win Zhao Min.

How do you feel that your body is getting weaker and weaker?

Ren Yingying was a little surprised, Tian Boguang was overjoyed, and the time had come.

He jumped off the beam, wrapped Ren Yingying in the quilt, carried it on his shoulders and rushed out.

Before leaving, Tian Boguang also glanced at Lin Pingzhi and Yilin's room.

And at this moment, Ren Yingying, whose whole body was weak and weak, and who couldn't lift half a point of internal strength, was powerless to resist at all.

was gently carried by Tian Boguang on his shoulders and flew all the way to the depths of the dense forest.

Ren Yingying weighs no more than 100, so Tian Boguang is very easy to carry on his shoulders.

Feeling the soft body and sticking to his body through the clothes, Tian Boguang was very satisfied.

She is worthy of being a Demon Sect Holy Maiden, and she is indeed much stronger than ordinary women!

On the other hand, Ren Yingying, she struggled, and with the little strength she had left, she took off the two handfuls of beads on her head and discarded them along the way.

I hope that Lin Pingzhi will find out that he is missing, and he will be able to find Zhuchai when he is tracking and save him from the tiger's mouth.

Tian Boguang ran for a quarter of an hour, and finally stopped in front of a cave.

He had already stepped on the cave, the cave was very dry, and even some straw had been laid on the ground.

"Son, I'm here... Hahaha, worthy of being a Demon Sect saintess, this figure, I really have nothing to say..."

Tian Boguang put Ren Yingying on the ground, then grabbed a large handful of joy scatter and stuffed it all into Ren Yingying's mouth.

After half a burnt incense, Ren Yingying's skin all over her body became red like a fire, and she was guarding the mourning platform.

"No matter how much you resist, you can't resist my secret medicine..."

Tian Boguang laughed, looking at Ren Yingying in front of him, like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.